random thoughts – Day 1,892 – (Thursday) – weather and delays

This doesn't feel like May.

Chilly, gray, and wet seem to the descriptors for this week and unfortunately, also into the weekend where the buzzworthy weather word is “Nor’easter.”  Who doesn’t love a lead up to Memorial Day weekend that is described as “wet, windy, and chilly.” At least Monday looks better.

I could have had the storage and moving pod delivered on Friday but the forecast for rain resulted in me changing it to Tuesday. I couldn’t picture myself schlepping stuff to the cube in the rain.

Instead, I can use the weekend to pack boxes to go into the bigger box, and scrounge up more boxes and dig out the space bags and strategize the things that will go into the box right away (entire spare room) and which things can wait. There is a recycling event Saturday morning and I can unload my printer (untouched since I moved here, kept because it is also a scanner) and the racing bike I paid a ton of money for in Tennessee and rode twice. I can practice the dances for the June shows and work on costuming and gather work samples for the job search without feeling guilty for not working in the box. The weather is actually a blessing for having removed a big stress point from the weekend.

Scalloped potatoes.

The icky weather had me hunkering down in winter mode all over again. It was a great chance to the try the boxed scalloped potatoes bought at Hannaford a while ago. It was an impulse purchase from the specials positioned in the vestibule with the shopping carts. By the time the automatic doors whooshed open and I entered the store, I already had boxed macaroni and cheese and scalloped potatoes in the cart.

The boxed potatoes require butter and milk, and improvisation was required due to the absence of milk. I diluted the rest of the half and half to meet the 2/3 cup required, and now there is none for coffee tomorrow, but I had scalloped potatoes tonight and they were warm and creamy and satisfying. They would be good to have on hand for a dinner planning pinch or a wretched day in late May when it's a wet 40-something degrees.